Minuscule unforeseeable flaw in otherwise brilliant money-saving wheeze...

Sainsbury’s had run out of red roses.

(Actually, I believe they read my blog and threw them away at the end of yesterday. They had MASSES. About fifty bunches in our tiny little corner shop. There aren’t that many lovers in the whole of Bedford; let alone our area of it… which is mostly Care Homes, rehab and the homeless. It’s like that scheme to bring down the hedge fund managers. Someone spots financial genius, gets jealous and sets out to destroy it. I will have my comeback…)